You came and brought smiles when smiles were hard to find. I gave you hope of renewal when all seemed lost to you. But other things have called for my time and money so you have languished and fallen into even more disrepair. I send you off with a new owner, I wish you well little car. If you can't proudly ride the roads again I hope at least some of your parts grace another of your sister cars and feel the joy of a winding road. A little money in my pocket I have to ease the pain of our parting.
2 comments:
Dad, are you just trying to win the "Most blog posts in one day" award?
A bittersweet farewell. This photo has a vintage look to it, too.
Lisa, I don't think dad is going for the most-posts-in-a-day-award. He's just practicing up to write Daniel's graduation card.
Speaking of graduations, Dad - why didn't you keep the car around for the open house? We could have had a little drive-in party where people could sit in various cars or on motorcycles while Daniel rollerblades around delivering refreshments.
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